When Tang Junhua heard Li Xiaoqiang's words, he spread his feet and ran into the villa. When he ran into the villa, he breathed a sigh of relief.

A middle-aged butler walked to Tang Junhua and said carelessly: "Young Master, why are you doing so hurrying?"

Tang Junhua said in a deep voice: "Where is my dad?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The master is practicing qigong upstairs."

When Tang Junhua heard this, he hurriedly ran upstairs. The middle-aged butler stared at Tang Junhua and quickly persuaded him: "Young master, the master said that when he was practicing, he did not want anyone to disturb him."

Tang Junhua turned his head and stared at the middle-aged butler and said coldly: "I am at my house. Do you have to get your consent if I want to see my father?"

When the butler heard this, his face turned red and he said awkwardly: "Yes, Master."

Tang Junhua then snorted coldly and walked upstairs.

When the middle-aged butler saw Tang Junhua's back, he couldn't help but clench his fists. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but this kind of look was deeply hidden by him.

Because he knew that if he showed it in front of Tang Junhua or Tang Zhenguo, then his good days would come to an end.

Tang Zhenguo was two years younger than him, and he actually wanted to call him "Master", which was definitely a shame for him.

This middle-aged butler is not from the Tang family, but now he is Tang Zhenguo's confidant. The main reason is that he blocked a shot for Tang Zhenguo twenty years ago.

He stared at Tang Junhua's back and thought about a lot of things. If God gave him another chance, he would definitely not block the shot of Tang Zhenguo, because in that case, Tang Zhenguo, who had both gotten up from the bad class, would not have achieved what he has today.

Tang Junhua ran upstairs and walked outside his father's room. Suddenly, two women's screams came from inside. The voice was very shrill. He heard the woman's voice. He was not very old and there was a strong sense of tenderness in his voice.

Tang Junhua frowned and said, "When did Dad like to play with girls?"

After Tang Junhua finished speaking, he pushed the door and entered. When he entered the room, the scene that caught his eye suddenly made him open his mouth wide.

In the room, his father Tang Zhenguo was naked and ravaging several teenage underage girls. His father had many scars on his body, and there were bright red blood on the ground.

One of the girls, whose completely undeveloped body, was being tortured by his father riding on the table.

The girl's face was covered in tears, her mouth was screaming, and bright red blood slowly dripped onto the ground along the table.

The more desolate the girl's screams were, the more excited Tang Zhenguo seemed to be, and even a ferocious look on his face turned into a ferocious look.

When Tang Junhua saw this scene, he said with a strong smile in his eyes: "Dad, when did you change your taste? How does this underage girl taste?"

When Tang Zhenguo heard Tang Junhua's words, he did not turn around immediately. After he finished his work, he stared at the girl who had fainted in front of him, turned around, stared at Tang Junhua with a smile: "Son, this feeling is of course very good. Why, do you want to come and try it too?"

Tang Junhua shook his head and said, "I don't like this little woman whose smell of milk has not disappeared. But Dad, didn't you like unspoken third-rate stars in the past?"

Tang Zhenguo took a white silk scarf from the side and surrounded his waist. Then he picked up the red wine glass from the side, poured a glass for Tang Junhua and said, "Come on, son, drink."

After Tang Zhenguo finished speaking, he drank the glass of red wine first, and then said with a smile: "Son, my father is practicing martial arts now. The worship invited by the family said that as long as I take their pills and do things with a girl about ten years old, the cultivation effect will be twice the result with half the effort."

Tang Junhua also understood why Tang Zhenguo changed his taste.

At this time, Tang Junhua suddenly realized what he was doing when he came upstairs. His face suddenly changed and he frowned and said, "Dad, He Daxian is dead."

"What?" Tang Zhenguo was stunned when he heard Tang Junhua's words, and frowned and said, "What the hell is going on? He Daxian is a high-level Huang-level power. In the secular world, who can hurt him?"

Tang Junhua took a deep breath and said, "It's Li Xiaoqiang. Now, he has come downstairs to us. He said he wants to acquire our Tang Group."

"Li Xiaoqiang?" Tang Zhenguo clenched his fist directly, hit the table with his fist, and said angrily: "Xiahou Yuan is such a good method. He actually has such an excellent granddaughter-in-law. If he wants to acquire my Tang Group, haha, that's not that easy."

Tang Zhenguo said, walking directly outside and said, "Let's go, let's see how Li Xiaoqiang escaped from the private team of my Tang family. In addition to the remaining four worshippers, I believe that even if a real god comes, he will die here."

When Tang Junhua heard his father's words, he hurriedly followed and said, "Dad, that Li Xiaoqiang is very powerful."

"Awesome? Haha, when he comes to my Tang family, he will fall into the trap. Son, don't worry, with your father here, my father will shelter you from the wind and rain." Tang Zhenguo said confidently.

After Tang Zhenguo finished speaking, he walked to the window at the end of the corridor. He looked at the young man leaning against the car next to the fountain, frowned, stared at the middle-aged housekeeper in the hall and said, "Go and invite four worshippers, and the family's private team. I want them to kill the young man immediately."

When the middle-aged butler heard Tang Zhenguo's words, he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, lord."

Tang Zhenguo stretched out his hand, patted Tang Junhua on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Son, don't be nervous, don't worry, the four priests of the family took action at the same time. No matter how powerful the other party is, they can't escape their palms. Go upstairs and accompany your father to practice calligraphy."

Tang Junhua followed his father and walked upstairs. When he was about the corner, eight Tang Junhua's personal bodyguards followed closely and walked up to the third floor.

They all stood outside the room with their hands on their backs, their eyes cold, as if they were poisonous snakes.

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Li Xiaoqiang leaned against the hood and sighed, "Oh."

Then he walked to the side of the fountain, staring at the golden goldfish swimming inside the fountain, dazed and dazed.

At this moment, from all around, thirty men wearing black guns approached Li Xiaoqiang at the same time. They were cautious and stared at Li Xiaoqiang, as if facing a poisonous snake.

At the same time, four middle-aged men in black Zhongshan suits walked out of the villa.

Li Xiaoqiang seemed to have noticed nothing, stared at the little goldfish in the fountain and sighed: "Little goldfish, little goldfish, because you are a fish, you can only be locked up here by others. This is your life."

After saying this, Li Xiaoqiang looked up and stared at the four middle-aged men who walked out of the villa, and said with a smile: "It turns out that there are four worshipers in the Tang family, which really surprised me."

Four middle-aged men stared at Li Xiaoqiang without saying a word.

At this moment, the thirty men with guns had surrounded Li Xiaoqiang, and a cold voice came from it and said, "Rise your hands."

Li Xiaoqiang stared at the thirty men holding guns and said in a low voice: "Then I just raise my hands."

As Li Xiaoqiang said, he slowly raised his hands, but when Li Xiaoqiang raised his hands halfway, Li Xiaoqiang's figure instantly disappeared in the middle.

"Shoot quickly."

Bang bang bang bang.

The dense gunfire sounded, and seven or eight of them were directly hit by their own people.

However, at this moment, Li Xiaoqiang's figure flashed in front of several of them, and then the machine gun in their hands appeared in Li Xiaoqiang's hands. When they stared at Li Xiaoqiang's hands, a large number of machine guns gathered.

Everyone took a breath.

One of them immediately said, "Escape quickly."

But how could their movements be as fast as Li Xiaoqiang's skills? The machine gun in Li Xiaoqiang's hand was shaking quickly, and a series of Mars flashed continuously.

Immediately, the more than thirty gun-holding men surrounded Li Xiaoqiang and all fell into a pool of blood.

There was fear in their eyes. This man was not the object of their contact. Such a person was definitely a supernatural person.

Only then did Li Xiaoqiang throw all the two large machine guns in his hand on the ground.

Bang.

Li Xiaoqiang clapped his palms, turned around and stared at the four middle-aged men standing outside the villa, and smiled and said, "It's really good, one Xuan-level primary and three Yellow-level advanced ones."

The primary-level Xuan-level strong man frowned and stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said, "It seems that you are also a cultivator, but young man, you come to the Tang family with such confidence. Do you really think that no one here is your opponent?"

Li Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "Of course, I only do things that I am sure of."

The middle-aged man frowned and said coldly: "Rampant, then I will take your ancestors and teach you a lesson."

Li Xiaoqiang frowned and said, "You don't have this qualification yet."

The four people flashed in their bodies and rushed towards Li Xiaoqiang at the same time. Their body movements were also very fast. In the blink of an eye, they rushed to Li Xiaoqiang's body.

The four of them clenched their fists, and the fists carried a fierce wind and rushed towards Li Xiaoqiang's head.

Li Xiaoqiang quickly blocked his hands in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Four fists hit Li Xiaoqiang's body at the same time. Li Xiaoqiang's soles directly rubbed against the ground and quickly retreated.

Li Xiaoqiang also felt a trembling and pain coming from his body.

Li Xiaoqiang's figure stopped next to the flower platform and then stabilized.

Li Xiaoqiang frowned and said coldly: "I am a master of Xuan-level. My strength is indeed not weak. Since that's the case, then I will let you play with it. However, I just hope you can hold on for a while, otherwise, it would be too boring."

Li Xiaoqiang under the dark night looked like a devil, revealing his white teeth, which was extremely cold.
Chapter completed!